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Touch Of Happyness
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Poems yesterday I had a dream,
Dream, all over me today
It was fresh and serene,
like the silent morning stream
like the first golden ray
lighting world to life from gray
I could see an old man
looking high at sky
feeling the cold breeze
and reliefing his pain
I could see new hopes
in his darkening sparking eyes
forgetting and forgiving the world
I could see him rise
I could hear the clouds say
"this is an old thirsty man
asking for happiness which got away"
As the first drop of water,
touches his forehead,
bringing back the joy which got swayed.
With his arms wide,
He welcomed the rain
I could a see a boy
emerging from an old man.
I could see that old man nowhere
but a boy flying in the air
I could see him talking
and singing with birds
such a beautiful sight, and no words.
Alas, all the happiness and
all the joy seems to go.
I could see the birds going home,
winds start becoming storm, more colder,
to my surprise,
the boy's again getting older.
No more sparkle no more hopes
He started walking down the road,
leaving behind his chidhood days
with his loneliness speaking again aloud
and with darkening eyes, increasing weigh
I could see him getting lost in the crowd.
